Number crunching
Train wreck of doubt
Burning me out
Once a while

Form a function
The end of days
No morsel to save
So spread out

Seven below, twenty below
Locked up like your crow
Land of the greed, calling to me
Time to sift the tea leaves

It takes a toll
Diving for, black and blue gold

This's not, a fragrant world
This's not, a fragrant world
This's not, a fragrant world
This's not, a fragrant world

Boiling teether
Hurting my eyes
Sew power ties
On black shirts
No more sweethearts
Just not your lists
On power trips
With bloodthirst

Seven below, twenty below
Locked up like your crow
Land of the greed, calling to me
Time to sift the tea leaves

It takes a toll
Diving for, black and blue gold

This's not, a fragrant world
This's not, a fragrant world
This's not, a fragrant world
This's not, a fragrant world